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+## Maybe I am wrong
+
+Sometimes I think maybe I am just reading it all wrong.
+
+Maybe it is not that busy.
+Maybe other people handle this without blinking and I am just not built for it.
+Maybe the tickets are manageable and I am the problem.
+Maybe the grief is taking longer than it should.
+Maybe the feelings I cannot place are not real, just noise.
+Maybe I am too sensitive, too tired too quickly, too much.
+
+That thought visits a lot.
+
+And I never fully know what to do with it.
+
+Because if I am wrong about all of it, then what I am feeling is just a me-problem.
+Something to fix. Something to push through. Something to not mention.
+
+But then I look at the list.
+The actual list of what I do every day, alone.
+And I think, no.
+
+No, I do not think I am reading this wrong.
+
+I think I am just someone who has learned to doubt their own weight before anyone else gets the chance to.
+
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+
 ## What I do instead of falling apart
 
 I let it pass over me.